The man looked in Ling Zihuan's direction, retracted his gaze and asked with interest, "What do you see?"

Yan Shiqi tilted his head and stared at the brilliant fireworks that had just bloomed outside the window, "Huanhuan seems to be running away from Second Brother Qiao, is it my delusion?"

If it were as usual, the little girl would definitely rush to Qiao Mu's side and sit down as soon as possible.

However, when she took her seat tonight, she dragged on for a long time before she sat next to herself and Huo Yun.

On the other hand, Second Brother Qiao sat alone across the round table, his eyebrows and eyes were full of frost, even if he didn't say a word, everyone could see his displeasure.

Qin Baiyu heard her analysis, lowered his eyes and looked at her arm propped up on the windowsill, took her fingertips and put them in his palm to warm it, "Even you can see it, Qiao Er naturally understands." ”

The corners of Yan Shiqi's mouth opened slightly, "So it's not an illusion! What's wrong with the little girl, it was fine yesterday, and it doesn't look like a quarrel......"

She was a little unpredictable about Ling Zihuan's true thoughts.

Without understanding, she couldn't come forward to persuade her.

In the blink of an eye, there was a muffled snort in his ears, and Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu looked sideways, and saw that Huo Ming's palm just fell on Qiao Mu's shoulder.

That muffled snort came from Qiao Er.

Huo Ming looked at his palm, and then looked at Qiao Mu, "Dude, is your body really not good?"

These two people, both holding wine glasses, smiled and grudge.

Huo Ming is indeed a rough man, and the skills of a boxing champion, even if he just patted Qiao Mu, he almost injured himself.

This old man doesn't know what it means to be merciful?!

Qiao Mu glanced at him with a hard word, and Ling Zihuan on the other side obviously couldn't sit still, "Second and second uncles, do you want to matter?"

The little girl was worried about him, although she avoided his eyes the whole night, she still couldn't resist the real emotional outburst in her heart.

Qiao Mu met her worried gaze across the table, raised his eyebrows lightly, retracted his gaze carelessly, raised his head and drank half a glass of wine.

He ignored himself like this, Ling Zihuan's heart was stung for a while, and it hurt a little sourly.

Very strange feeling.

Not before!

Ling Zihuan pursed her lips and lowered her head, and pressed her little hand to her chest, how could she feel so uncomfortable.

I couldn't breathe, and I was suffocated.

"Hey, Huanhuan, I see that your second uncle has drunk a lot of wine, do you want to go over and take care of it?" Huo Yun took in everything from the side.

The girl looked at Ling Zihuan narrowly and proposed in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ling Zihuan raised his eyes to look at Qiao Mu opposite, only to find that he got up with a wine glass...... Partition table.

What's he doing?!

Ling Zihuan observed the second uncle's movements for a moment, and he walked to Xiao Lin and Xiao Yuan's side, not knowing what he was talking to them when he lowered his head.

He was still holding the back of Kobayashi's chair with one hand, and that posture looked as if Kobayashi was encircled in it.

It's glaring!

In Ling Zihuan's impression, there are few women around the second uncle.

At least, she hadn't seen it.

But, when did the second uncle have such a good relationship with Xiaolin!

What are you talking about? So happy!

Ling Zihuan felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle.

In short, I feel uncomfortable, and the more I look at it, the more it is an eyesore!

Just when her eyes were about to breathe fire, she saw that the second uncle actually bent down and leaned into Xiao Lin's ear and began to whisper.

Say, use so close??

At this time, the little girl had long forgotten that she had opened up the distance between each other first.

And she doesn't understand, this kind of emotion is called jealousy.